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So, I’m wonderin—what’s it like for her? Is she happy? Trapped? Surprised me how chill some of em are. Talked to this one gal once—total accident, swear it—near a fire call. She’s leanin on a wall, smokin, says, “Hey, hero, need a date?” I laugh, like, nah, I’m good, lady. But she’s cool, tells me she’s been at it 10 years. TEN YEARS! Can ya believe that? “Fish are friends, not food,” I mutter—thinkin she’s dodgin sharks out here daily. She smirks, like she gets it. Weird moment, man.

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Then there's our very own Joplin River (okay, it's not a giant river, but it's got vibes!). Down by Riverside Dr, you catch the sunset reflecting off the water, and you swear time just slows down. I once sat there for hours… lost in thought, rememberin’ lost codes and lost loves. Super intense, right!?

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